Show me your sword and Your shield little warrior Where is it going to lead Your silent crusade Cold is the air That you breath Falling orion Pride it is all that you keep A token of faith Singing your own majesty Little fighter What does it matter to be Without all the scars? Shallow and short Is your sleep Full of nightmares Knitting the crown For your queen Of thunders and stars High as a mountain Cold as a see Higher and higher than me Find a wam place It's getting dark On your desert There is no hope In your heart And no peace of mind I still believe in your fight It's getting better Morning will tear us apart So have a good night High as a mountain...